3 years ago my mom's cancer was diagnosed - she was 66, I was 37. My sister living abroad, and my dad being abroad too for his job, my mom and I were together to fight that battle. I still remember that Saturday morning when she told me she just couldn't face the itching of the tufts of hair she still had, and a few minutes later, we were in the bathroom and I was shaving her head.
The silver-lining to our story is that it made me realize how much my mom means to me, and to stop thinking that she'll always be there... that terrible illness really brought us together.
We took this photo one day when my sister was with us - it was one of the good days.
Barbizon, France
